I titled this blog Mobile Kodgers because it began as a report on the first Mobile Codgers Rendezvous---which I organized. I've kept the title and expanded my reports to include everything that I find interesting in my travels. I walk in the footsteps of Thoreau, "advancing confidently in the direction of my dreams", proving with my life that deep freedom is possible and easier than imagined.
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Wednesday, May 25, 2016

BRACE YOURSELF SWEET PEOPLE---WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SHOW YOU IS A REAL PERSON. HE CAME DOWN TO ARIZONA-- AND LIVED WITH US FOR A FEW DAYS.

Here is a portrait of him in the 15th century

Here's our happy and unsuspecting family: A BAND OF BOONDOCKERS: (a travel family of friends) shown here at a pizza joint in Sedona.

BAM!!!!---Out of Nowhere this personality came into our lives--as a couchsurfing guest. That's him on the right giving lessons to CB. His knowledge of technology and music was amazing, (is this the first time his image has been photographed?)

He went down to the river with us but would not go into the water. (was this our first clue? is fire afraid of water?)

Instead he stayed on the shore--posing here with Kathy.

He sat down and actually let me interview him---was open and reasonable--likable--even introspective.

Joined us in our regular Sundown Ceremony (we gather to appreciate sunset)

That's him--second from the left.

Our first physical clue to the true identity of our mysterious guest was after sunset when he suddenly got up --addressed some unseen entity---and began to dance.

OOOOOH sweet people--You shoudda seen it. Magnificent is too mild a word. We all watched with open mouths and stunned minds.

But he had only begun!! Dancing barefeet in the desert-- he whirled with the grace of a ballerina-- the energy of a tasmanian devil. I wondered if he was actually touching the ground.

In the history of mankind, how many humans have ever seen Lucifer dance?

Feel free to copy this photo and show it to your children.

AND THEN---AND THEN!! HE SUITED UP-- in a fashionable jet black tailored suit that accented his eeriely splendid body--

and astonished the whole campground by walking around playing devil tunes to our neighbors.

SUDDENLY, HE KNELT---and played a tender love song that had this couple weeping and holding on to each other.

AAAh but friends he was just warming up for an evening performance. He had us take him to the local dance hot spot. When he entered the room, a hush fell across the crowd and all eyes turned to him. He did not know a soul in the room--(or perhaps he knew everyone) but seemingly assumed that everyone knew him. And the band made way for him as he simply walked on stage and began to play. I could swear I saw sparks from his fingers as he touched the bow. He fiddled like a mad man-- blew us all away--(punch up the song: The devil went down to Georgia and you will get some sense of his style) The band was as stunned as we were---tried to join in and jam with him.

AND THEN HE BEGAN TO DANCE--- ALL AROUND THE STAGE AS HE PLAYED. Imagine a fiddling leprechan dancing--it was like that--heart rousing--feel good--jig inducing music.

AND THEN HE BEGAN TO SING-- He grasp the mike with the confidence of a Sinatra and sang a song no one had ever heard.

AND THEN HE WAS OFF STAGE -LAID HIS FIDDLE DOWN -AND BEGAN DANCING WITH THE LADIES. One of them told me this morning that dancing with him was at first like training a wild stallion--stomping and whirling---AND THEN IT WAS SUDDENLY WONDERFUL--his gyrations had awakened the mortal lady's powers of seductive dance--he instantly GOT IT---LET OUT A MOAN--and joined her in a beautiful, sexy synchronicity.

Later, his dance with Kathy had people shouting out--GET A ROOM.

He slept that night in the back of CB's truck. (it serves as a cozy bedroom for our couchsurfing guest)

RANDY PHILOSOPHIZES; We are soooo lucky to live in a secular tolerating society. We owe a great debt to Thomas Jefferson and the founding fathers who prevented the establishment of a state religion and at the same time allowed free expression to so many whacky religious ideas.

As for me --let me declare myself: I am content to live in this mystery, enjoying the wonder around me; having no certain knowledge of our origin or destiny; participating in the creation of culture and ethics;willing to speculate and listen to others' speculations.

I have two ideas on how to reduce religious tensions:

1. Teach a course in school on indoctrination--how people come to believe what they believe.

2. Create a "Religion Warehouse." as I have suggested in my book: 4o Years A Nomad.

Saturday, May 07, 2016

INVENTING A NEW PATTERN OF ASSOCIATION---to enjoy---to send as a gift to the future.
Consider the pattern that Colonel Sanders invented--profited from--and sent into the future: A new way to prepare chicken. His gift/pattern persists long after he is dead--and is elaborated on (extra crispy)
Corporations and governments are patterns that persist into the future.
Perhaps the most famous pattern ever invented was the US Constitution: A way of cleverly dividing powers and responsibilities so that peace, prosperity and justice have the best chance of prevailing.
I will save the details of our new pattern for another time. For now, will just give you a glimpse.

Here is a shot of the first BAND OF BOONDOCKERS parked.

And here are two heads in which the idea was hatched.

Here are a group of friends we enjoy associating with and who we hope to share the pattern with--

Along with folks like these: Ashley (left) from Georgia and Claire from France. A part of the pattern involves inviting guest to camp with us via the Couch Surfing network. CB has earned a 5 star rating from them by being a super host. If you don't know about couch surfing click here .

Meet Josh who surfed in from a Mennonite community in Pennsylvania. I supposed that he would be shy and hesitant to express himself---but the party that CB hosted was so compelling that he stood and danced---and even sang for us.

Here is the party man himself---a DJ to trump all other DJ's. Can you see that tiny watch on his left wrist? It is a superwatch and by merely touching it, he can call up any and all music ever recorded on that marvelous sound system behind him. I challenged him by requesting an obscure gospel hymn from my youth. In a flash, a terrific choir was blessing us all with the joyous words.

CB is perfecting the art of music hosting: Everyone participates--listening and silence are sprinkled in.

Meet Travis and Lyss from Pennsylvania--touring the West on a shoestring. (Couch surfing is free)

Meet Jose, a beautiful, brilliant and world-wise traveler from Ireland and Portugal. CB and I picked his brain for hours. And of course the ladies were charmed. He enjoyed our company so well that he came back for a second visit.

He shared his food with me. I gave him a copy of my book and signed it: To the most interesting man in the world. This guy may well be the one. Ladies from town followed him all the way out to our camp.

Meet Rebecca from Australia. She charmed us all.

Answered a hundred questions about her life and her country. (Do y'all eat Kangaroos? etc)

She stayed about a week with us while attending seminars in Sedona.

The group must shift locations every two weeks. This one located off Forestry Road 525 near Sedona. Almost every day we had visitors from the sky. ( view from my door.)

RANDY PHILOSOPHIZES: Are you beginning to get the drift of the pattern we are forming: People who like each other--camping together---bringing into our midst fresh and interesting personalities.

I will reveal more details about the First Band of Boondockers as we invent them. As our title suggest, we hope this sort of thing catches on and that there will be a Second Band of Boondockers and so on. Some day in the future I can see a vast gathering of us in a forest glade.

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"BRAINGLOW" Is my goal! It glows when experience is flowing through me; when I am interested, challenged, on purpose. Slow travel and short visits have proved optimal for my purpose. I won my financial freedom 30 plus years ago by efficient living and house renovation. Now I wander and wonder---read, write, play, dance, sing, engage whoever interests me and regularly report via this blog. I urge my readers to consider a "heroes' journey" for their life---1. Respond to ones' fascinations 2. wake up ones' creativity 3. Share your adventure.
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